I love to write, I love the sunsets, I love to try and think about the what if's in life, the things that most others forget that they ever could or even wish that they would as they go through life. I like to hang on to hopes when every thing on the outside of me is trying to explode and would cause others total despair. I like to hold on the edge of the cliff as the storm is passing, realizing that though the winds can blow, though the rains will drop, though the floods can cause havoc in all that is around me, I will yet sit still, understanding that as the cork floats without letting the waters in, it will yet remain no matter how strong the waves.
I like to see a sunset on a sweet midsummers Sunday afternoon, taking a walk on a beach, taking short...oh so short steps as if there is no purpose to my walk than just to hear the water come to the shore, smell the sea as the waves crash along the sandy beach, feel the sand in between my toes as I take my forever steps oh so slowly. Then look out towards the immenseness of it all and know, in my world, where the universe would stop (for me) at my last breath, it would be nothing if I were not standing right there, to not only view it's beauty, but to speak of it to others.
So who am I, what is it about me that sets me apart? Nothing, or the same things that do about you, sometime I look without seeing, sometimes I hear without listening, sometimes I speak without thiking, but most of all, I try to see past the faults of those that are around me because sometimes...yes sometimes, the faults we see in others are at times only fractions of the ones we realize are in us all.